Surely enough, a head with tousled black hair poked its way up from a hole between the sheets. “Hi.” Ben said, his mouth doing that shy kind of smile that girls just loved. That and the glasses that were currently slipping down the bridge of his nose added up to be quite an adorable picture indeed. “I did. It’s mine. I’m not like, five, I promise.”
Claire raised an eyebrow before bending down to talk to him face to face. "Hey." She used her finger to slip his glasses back up and smiled. "Let me guess. While I was gone, you got bored?" She laughed a little at the comment. "No, you're not five. It's been a while since I've seen one of these. Are girls allowed?"